What?

Maud: (whispering) Psst. Tids? Tids! Can I have some of your dinner? Whatdayathink?

PAUSE

Maud: (getting anxious) Tids? Tids? Can I have your dish? Can I? Can I?

Tids: Go. Away. Or I will be forced to hit you on the nose.

Maud: Please! Please!

Tids: Bugger off.


Right. Rain first thing but the sun seems to be coming out. Might just need to do some work. Tiddy is an old cat and finds Maud quite annoying. He gave her a good smack on the nose after this shot was taken.